Melancholy River

Never thought that I would find myself back on Melancholy River, but last night I ended up there, and all I got was a hangover headache for my efforts. Really didn't think that I drank that much, but with all my sinus problems at the moment I guess the alcohol dried me out,, and caused one big headache today,,, so I lay in bed until almost 1:00 pm this afternoon. I was going to see my mother this morning but King George Bush came to her town, so I didn't want to be picked up by the Secret Service as an enemy combatant, so I didn't go. Hell I should have went, as he and his RoveRangers are part of the reason I went down Melancholy River again. This Planets Leadership really depresses me BAD. Can't even call it leadership, call it Sink the Ship Politics and Corporate Con Artists.
So, Last night, thought I would hit the local hang out for Latino Night as the music is so ALIVE and up beat that you can't help but want to dance. I got there WAY early and had a drink, then two before meeting Fernando,, God don't you love their names!! Fernando caught my eye early, not because of his looks but because of his Aura. One of the upsides/downsides of being psychic is that you can tell enough about people to prescreen to a certain level and know if you really want to be bothered. His Aura stood out big time as someone more advanced than you usually find in a leather bar, big patches of Green and bright blue cascading all inside of his aura. Very good soul, and we talked about Mythology, anthropology and bio-energy manipulation. He is under the 'wing' of a 'teacher' whom evidently knows a good bit about the soul. Too bad he ,, like Troy, whom I met the other night, was returning home to Minnesota the next day, would have enjoyed getting to know him better... not in a physical way, mental/spiritual. So, he left about midnight, and I stood alone watching people dance, wanting to dance, but again didn't feel like I wanted to dance solo. There were a couple of beautiful black lesbians dancing with this white chick whom I watched for most of the night, they were hot and sexy, and my thoughts began to cross that crazy place again where I wished I weren't a gay man, but a lesbian. They are smart, men are not worth the trouble most of the time!!! So, I finally went over to one of them and told them, I am not hitting on you, but Damn you and your friends are Beautiful, hot and sexy!! She was from Jamaica, with her lover and the white chick was from Russia!! A Lesbian Oreo Cookie Night for them!! So, I returned to my corner and watched til the night moved on and was coming to a close. A song by Shakira was played by the DJ and I decided that I had to move my ass alittle before going home so I got went and grabbed Ms Jamaica (the older one, as her girlfriend was dancing with Ms Russia) and danced til the bar closed and ran us off. It helped me a bit, and I didn't get on Melancholy River again until the drive home.
At home, I read Rachaels Blogs and responded to her trip on the Boat down the same river. Easy to cheer someone else up, or at least try. She seems like such a wonderful person and I wished she was closer as this weekend she is 'home alone' and I would love to get in some trouble with her!!! I know she would be a blast to hang with, and being that I really have no real friends to party with, I am jealous of all of Wisconsin for being so close to her while I sweat in the humidity of the South alone. I have read and reread her posts and realize that I need to get my love of life back. And so does she it appears.
If the River Melancholy were a real place it would be so damn crowded that you could just jump from boat to boat meeting new souls in the same state of mind. I think I have decided to leave this River for another with a brighter perspective. Will you join me!